Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that has paid Ninjas to kill you in your sleep.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A key from the Hotel California, smelling faintly of colitas
A duplicate
A katana, still sharp
My favorite piece of equipment... though I haven't used it in months
A VCR Tape labeled "Saturday Night Live 11/19/88"
A painted stone
A Philosopher's Stone
A copy of How To Always Say the Right Thing by Glorietta Axelrod
A Pair of Tau Leptons
A fully charged Gubernatorial Capacitor

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